After a long while, Fan Zhongyan finally sighed: "The great Song Dynasty has suffered such humiliation."
Yan Shu said softly, "So the story behind the Jingkang Humiliation is so complicated."
Zhao Jun's mood had calmed down by now.
He remembered that Yan Shu and Fan Zhongyan were fans of the Song Dynasty, so he softened his stance and said, "Uncle Lari, Uncle Nima, I've never liked the Song Dynasty. I don't know why you're so interested in it, but at least you all know Yue Fei's "Man Jiang Hong."
Man Jiang Hong?
Yan Shu and Fan Zhongyan looked at each other. Yan Shu thought for a moment and said, "I know. Go on."
"My hair stands on end with rage, I lean on the railing as the rain stops. I raise my eyes, let out a long cry to the heavens, my heart afire. Thirty years of fame are now dust, eight thousand miles of journey are now clouds and moon. Don't wait until your hair turns grey, only to be filled with empty sorrow."
"The shame of Jingkang has not yet been avenged. When will the hatred of my subjects be extinguished? I drive my long chariot and crush the gap in the Helan Mountains. I am ambitious. I will eat the flesh of the barbarians when I am hungry, and drink the blood of the Xiongnu when I am thirsty. I will start from scratch, rebuild the old mountains and rivers, and face the heavenly palace."
Zhao Jun was reciting "Man Jiang Hong" with great passion. At this point, the chicken drumstick in his hand lost its flavor and he sighed deeply, "Yue Wumu was born in the wrong era. A rubbish dynasty like the Song Dynasty was not worthy of heroes like Yue Fei and Di Qing."
"If they had been born in the Han and Tang dynasties, or even in the Ming dynasty, they would have been able to conquer the Wolf's Lair and defeat the Hu people so fiercely that they dared not look south. Why would they allow the Hu people to bully the Han people like this?"
"Many people say the Song Dynasty was rotten to the core. The lower-level troops had no fighting power and were just a mob of unqualified personnel. Furthermore, the Jin soldiers were all heavily armored cavalry and heavily armored infantry, and the Song army's weapons and equipment were inferior to those of the Jin soldiers."
"For example, in February of the first year of the Jingkang reign, Emperor Qinzong of Song ceded territory in exchange for peace. The Jin army's eastern route commander, Zong Wang, sent 17 Jurchen cavalrymen to escort the peace documents back to the country. When they passed through Cizhou, they encountered 2,000 Northern Song soldiers. The 2,000 Song troops were completely routed by 17 fully armed Jurchen soldiers."
"The saying 'If there are less than 10,000 Jurchens, they are invincible' spread throughout the south, and the Song army became afraid of the Jin army like a tiger!"
“But is the root cause the lower-level soldiers and weapons and equipment?”
"no!"
"Yue Fei defeated a Jin army several times his size at Sishui Pass with only 300 men. In the great victory at Yancheng, he defeated a Jin army of over 100,000 with only a few tens of thousands of men, and nearly annihilated the Jin army's so-called invincible Iron Pagoda and Crooked Horse."
"The Song army is not without heavily armored infantry. The Jurchens can defeat larger forces with fewer men, and so can Marshal Yue. This proves that there is no difference in military type or equipment between the two sides."
"So what's the root of the problem?"
"The root of the problem lies with the Song Dynasty's royal family. They castrated their own troops with their own hands, causing them to lose their bloodiness!"
"When I was studying Song Dynasty history, these brainless Song Dynasty royals were furious at me. There was a Qing Dynasty scholar named Qin Dashi who, while visiting Yuewang Temple, saw Qin Hui and his wife, hands tied behind their backs, kneeling at Yuewang's tomb. He wrote a poem saying, 'Since the Song Dynasty, people have been ashamed of the name Hui, and I am ashamed to be named Qin when I stand before his tomb.'"
"I don't know if Qin Dashi is a descendant of Qin Hui, but I know DNA testing showed that everyone in our village is a descendant of the Zhao family of the Song Dynasty. I was so ashamed that I wanted to die. If my parents hadn't forbidden me to change my surname, I would have changed it."
"Emperor Huizong was incompetent, Emperor Qinzong was weak and cowardly, and Emperor Gaozong sold out his country for personal gain. Despite commanding a group of capable generals and soldiers, they chose to destroy their own walls and murder loyal officials."
"These foolish and incompetent Song Dynasty emperors should all be set on fire!"
"So in the final analysis, it wasn't Lü Yijian alone who ruined the Northern Song Dynasty. It was that the emperors of the Northern Song Dynasty, with the exception of Zhao Kuangyin, Zhao Zhen, and Zhao Xu, who were barely qualified, were all a bunch of garbage and parasites, completely incapable of responsibility or action."
"We Chinese people uphold the spirit of martial virtue. Thousands of years later, we still yearn for the glory of the Han and Tang dynasties, not the ugly Song Dynasty that mistook Hangzhou for Bianzhou!"
"A dynasty like the Song Dynasty, whose rise to power was illegitimate, is unworthy of being the legitimate dynasty of the Chinese nation! Their upper echelons were flawed, and their emperor was heartless, no more masculine than a eunuch. Such a dynasty deserved its demise, and deserved to be called one of the worst dynasties by countless people today, over a thousand years later!"
After finishing his angry curses, Zhao Jun no longer had the elation he had just had when he won the game. His face was bloodshot and his hair was standing on end with anger. Although his eyes were covered with bandages, everyone seemed to be able to see from his facial expression that there seemed to be flames in his eyes!
The people around had different expressions.
Lu Yijian wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Fan Zhongyan seemed to be thinking about something.
Zhao Zhen stood there calmly, saying nothing, but his body was shaking slightly.
The river is red, the river is red.
He clenched his fists and let out a sigh.
This is how the Jingkang Incident, which happened ninety-one years later, led to the demise of the Northern Song Dynasty.
The emperor was captured and the people were killed.
Even the princess was raped.
The mighty Song Dynasty could only control the south.
It's a pity!
The most terrifying thing is that more than a thousand years later, the great Song Dynasty became a symbol of weakness and incompetence.
Even if the Zhao emperor ceded territory and sought peace, and whitewashed the situation, he still could not cover up the infamy left on them by that record in history.
Tears flowed from the corners of Zhao Zhen's eyes.
The veins on his fists throbbed again this time, not because of Zhao Jun's insults.
Instead, he was able to feel how desperate the humiliation of the Jingkang Incident was from the emotions expressed by Zhao Jun when he recited "Man Jiang Hong".
Anger, grief, and anger at his descendants' lack of fighting spirit, all kinds of emotions swirled in Zhao Zhen's mind.
In the end, it all turned into a sigh.
As Zhao Jun said, the emperors of the Song Dynasty were all trash.
Only Taizu is qualified in martial arts.
I only have Wenzhi.
If I were to think about strengthening the army and enriching the country, defeating the powerful Liao and Xixia, and later the Jin Dynasty, I'm afraid...
Is it true that I cannot change the fate of the Song Dynasty?
No.
There must be a way!
Zhao Zhen glanced at Zhao Jun and already had the answer in his mind.
He turned around, walked out of the house resolutely and headed towards the Guanjia Hall.
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